Saturday, October 24, 2015

Notes 449: Of Coffee, Toast & Love

Anne Frank once said:

"I don't think of all the misery but of the beauty that still remains"

To you whom I haven't met yet, 

       Few days ago, after my meeting with people from Tan Lok Heah, I went to the coffee shop near Bukit Mertajam, the one that I mentioned to you in my previous letter. There, I saw a homeless old man singing on the side of the road & counting the coins donated by the public. 

       Eventually, I saw him stroll into the coffee shop. As he was counting his change to buy something, I noticed that the waiter didn't really want to take the order from him since he had maybe RM 1.00 only. So I thought, why not I bought him a cup of hot coffee with toast & asked him to sit down with me since the coffee shop quite full with customers. 

        He told me about how people usually avoiding him each time he went into the coffee shop because he is homeless & how divorced turned him into different person. This lovely old man was one of the most honest & sincere people I met on that day (better than the lawyer).  Of course, me being talkative person, I told him about my life, my travel, my stories about love on how I never giving up on finding you & my family.

         Dear you, after realizing I really need to return to the island side of Penang, he asked me to wait & slowly he whispered at my ears (in Malay language of course):

'I wanted to jump at the bridge but because of you, I want to return to my village at Pokok Sena tomorrow.'

           He smiled & left me shell-shocked. Well, the reason why I told you this story is because I want you to have no doubt, whatsoever to help people in need.I want you to know that kindness can change everything, kindness can change the life of a person. 

            Hummingbird, I know there was an awful lot of letters I wrote to you for the past 9 years. You learned where I've been, what I was doing & many more. I bet if you read all of those letters, you gonna fall asleep. But that's my life. One day, I wish we can share all the ups & downs together, still loving each other unconditionally. Until then, live your life to the fullest. 


Lately my cooking skills dropped completely. I put salt in a cup of tea instead of sugar & I put sugar in the cooking instead of salt. But I guess, home is where I can make a mistake & still act like a professional chef. Please be patience one day with the food that I cooked. Thank you.

Yours truly,  

The Half Moon Serenades.

24th of October 2015.

Saturday, October 17, 2015

Letters 448: To Where You Are

Maya Angelou once said: 

"Nothing can dim the light which shines from within".

To you whom I haven't met yet,

           Late in the evening of Friday, 11th of March 2011, my mobile phone rang & rang. Someone in Penang were trying to contact me because they were worried. That fateful day was the last day of my backpacking holiday in Japan. 

           My friend from Keio University was visiting & after a heavy lunch near Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden, we were having a fiesta, which is why the phone went unanswered at first place. But my colleague in Penang thought we had gone to the beach are as it was the festive season. They feared the worst when the phone went unanswered. 

           As I hailed a taxi & heading to Kansai International Airport, I took out my mobile phone & saw at least 20 plus missed call from my colleague, close friend & mother. What was the concern, I asked. The worst, apparently there was an earthquake occured few hours earlier near Tohoku (the most powerful earthquake ever recorded in the history of Japan, so powerful it moved the main island of Honshu by few metres). The earthquake triggered powerful tsunami waves. So even as the information sank in, thousands of people in the Iwate Prefecture had already perished. Homes & property were destroyed, the nuclear power plant becoming a sea of floating radioactive debris, the destruction was of unimaginable scales as I learned about it when i reached Penang few hours later. 

            Dear hummingbird, I am a lucky man. There but for the blessing of God, I am still here in one piece, writing a letter to you. Until now, I  believed God really care for me, because it only happened on the last day of my backpacking trip. Maybe I'm still too close to it. Maybe I'll just have to wait & one day, the gravity of this event will go away from my mind. But right now my dear, all I know is this incoming holiday season in November, I'm feeling extra lucky to travel into many new countries again. 

            448 letters in 9 years, looking to the new horizons, I hope the writing has been just as, if not more, illuminating for you, the one whom I haven't met yet. One day, when we finally met each other, I hope you will read this letter with a smil, knowing that God save me on that fateful day, so I can be here to love you, for one more day. Maybe for forever, & a day. Until then, cherrios hummingbird,


Twice in my life, watching someone walk out of my life does not make me bitter or cynical about love. But rather makes me realize that if I wanted so much to be with the wrong person, how beautiful it will be when the right person comes along. I hope that person, will be you.

To Where You Are,

The Half Moon Serenades.

17th of October 2015.